The Black Male Blackmail

I tried not to think about my semen while I was licking her. There was a definite taste of something new here though. Where had this Erin come from? I wondered as I lapped at her pussy. Every time I tried to focus on her clit and making her orgasm, she pushed me down lower. Making me focus on her very wet hole.

“Yes, right there down deep.” She was very turned on I could tell, holding my head to her and grinding her hips into my face.

My cock ached underneath me, I was really hoping she’d relent and let me fuck her after. “That’s a good boy, wiggle that tongue down deep in there. Clean me out, clean all that nastiness out of me.”

She was really getting into this I could tell, she was incredibly wet and flooding my mouth with her juices. I could feel her body tensing as I licked, she was going to cum. That black fucker might have her every day at lunch, but she was still my wife!

She shuddered with my hands on her hips, as my tongue explored her deeply. Pussy gushing onto my face and into my mouth. That strange taste flooding my mouth. Fuck what had she done over lunch. I should have looked before. Oh god what if…

My wife sat up eagerly, “well that was refreshing. It’s time for the show.”

“Wait, you can be serious!? I’m not going to…” I stammered.

“You ***** me Mike, and I have every right to be speaking to the police right now.” This was her business tone, I’d heard it too many times in our marriage already.

Erin crossed her arms, “because of that you don’t really have a choice. You are going to lap up your whatever you spurt out, and thank me for it. You’re just lucky I’m not punishing you further. But I want to be clear with you, if I catch you jerking off any other time…. I will make you regret it, I promise you that. Now get that little cock out and stroke,” she spread her legs.

“Hey, if it helps you can look at this pussy.” She smiled cruelly at me.

I don’t know what it was but I was rock hard with the way she was speaking to me. I almost wanted to see how much worse the treatment could get, how much crueler. And fuck I thought to myself, she’d called my cock little. She’d never done that before. I had no doubts why she was now.

As she watched I stroked my cock, my eyes locked on her pretty blonde pussy. My mind full of her taking that black monster. All too soon I was close.

Erin leaned in closer. “Don’t forget, use your hand and catch it.” I could tell she was excited for this part.

I was burning with shame but filled my hand all the same. Having jerked off several times earlier to the spy cam footage, I dribbled out a couple small spurts.

Erin chortled at the sight, “awww that’s it? I was hoping for more. Well, it will have to do. Eat up!” She grabbed her phone and pointed it at me.

I’ve seen that video several times since then. I look ridiculous and horribly embarrassed as I raise the cum to my mouth. Worse still, after it goes in my mouth.

Erin smiled like a shark at me. “Come on hubby, swallow that weak watery load and say thank you like a good boy.”

I wish I could say that I didn’t.

Later that evening things calmed down a bit. I left her watching tv to go back to my computer, check out the day’s recordings.

What I saw was worse than I could have imagined.

It started like the other recent one. Terrel came in the door and locked it, then had Erin remove her panties. She left them on her desk and walked over to him. Like the last time, he commanded her to kiss him and started playing with her pussy. Or tried to, she wasn’t cooperating and he noticed.

He snatched her panties off the table. There must’ve been a noticeable amount of my semen on them.

“What the fuck is this snowbunny?” He held them in front of her face.

Erin reacted like she’d been slapped, “I’m sorry! My husband started fucking me in my sleep and I…”

Terrell slapped her across the face, “ your what started fucking you?”

“I…. my little dick cuck.” Erin looked down.

Terrel looked furious. “Bitch I gave you instructions, and you didn’t listen. I don’t give a fuck if he forced you. Squat over the trash can and push that shit out where it belongs. White pussy belongs to black seed, white seed belongs in the trash.”

He watched as she squatted over the can and dribbled a little fluid into it. Then he threw the soiled panties in her face, “wipe your shit then throw the panties too.”

When she did he ordered her to bend over her desk. He took his huge dick out and lined it up with her pussy. She must’ve been wet because he slid right in.

“Bitch your hubby must have a tiny dick because you still tight as fuck.” He slapped her ass, “now say Black Lives Matter as I fuck you.”

Have you ever seen a white girl orgasm while saying Black Lives Matter? I have. She came a lot as he fucked her. Probably more in that one fucking than our entire marriage. And he came inside her. Fuck, I’d just eaten her out.

Cock still inside her, he grabbed her by the throat. “I’ll be back every hour till the end of the day. When I come in, you bend over your desk like a good snowbunny. Then when you get home, make cuckboy eat yo pussy. The price of you letting a whiteboy in you, is knowin you’re married to a cuck that lapped up a black man’s seed.”

He wasn’t lying, he fucked her five times with that huge monster. Each time she came multiple times promising to be a good snowbunny. Each time her blew his load inside her. Then she came home and had me eat her out. Fuck. I don’t know what was worse. The fact that she had come home and fed me his cum, or the way they kissed.

That last fuck he must’ve been finally been running on empty, it went on and on. He made sure they kissed and caressed each other the whole time. It wasn’t like she was being *****. Not like at the beginning, you could see the difference. It was like lovers sometimes. Was he seducing her or training her? And fuck what if she got pregnant?

Terrel said, “don’t forget to feed my nut to the cuck. Push it into his mouth.”

With a sigh I started masturbating like a good little cuckboy. I remembered the taste.